Chapter 19
“Why did you let me eat so much?” I rubbed my stomach as Jules and I lounged on her couch.
“I don’t know. I was hoping you’d stop me from being a cow, but no, you went right along with me.”
We were both laying on her couch, digesting. We ordered in and caught up with each other since work was getting hectic. With Faith Taylor helping with Aurora’s project, we were now one of the most sought-after marketing companies.
“We’re going to have to turn down some of these projects,” I said, glancing at my laptop on her coffee table three feet away, which was, in fact, three feet way too far for me to reach for it.
“I know,” Jules replied, then kicked her feet in the air and screamed. “We’re fucking doing it.”
I stared at her and we both smiled at each other. “We’re fucking doing it.”
With immense energy, I reached over and snatched my laptop off the coffee table. “I’ll go through the interest forms and weed out the ones that we won’t be able to help, and then we can go through the rest and decide which ones we should take on.”
“Perfect. I’m going to finalize the venue for Aurora’s launch party. I can’t believe the JackholeS are going to be there.”
We both squealed. Faith was so impressed with our marketing and branding plan for Aurora’s project that she’d promised her and the band would be at the launch party.
“Look at us being professional and shit,” I said, clicking on the latest email.
Jules’ phone dinged and she snatched it up with a goofy smile on her face. I wasn’t sure if it was for the JackholeS or for Cole.
“Cole said they have another couple hours before they’re free.”
“Good, that will give me time to digest the food baby.”
“Then you can work off all the calories we just ingested.”
“Bitch, don’t act like you’re not going to participate in your own physical gymnastics with Cole.”
“Oh, I fully intend to get the gold medal tonight.”
I swatted her with a pillow and went to work, wanting to get as much done as I could, so I would be able to give all my attention to Easton.
I left Jules’ house with only a half-hour to get ready before Easton showed up. Jumping in the shower, I shaved my legs and everything else. The doorbell rang while I was slathering lotion on my newly smoothed legs.
I glanced at my phone, noticing that only twenty minutes had passed. After throwing on my robe, I ran to the door and was almost breathless when I opened it.
“I still had ten minutes,” I whined.
Easton took up most of my doorway with his gargantuan frame.
“Should I come back?”
“Shut the fuck up and get in here.”
“As you wish.”
He gripped my robe and pulled me against him, kicking the door closed with his foot. We kissed while he divested me of my robe on the living room floor. I took on the task of undoing his dress shirt, which had way too many buttons in my opinion.
We stumbled into my bedroom, and he threw me on the bed, shucking off his pants and grasping his erection.
“As you can see there is nothing micro about this.” He wiggled his erection at me, and I licked my lips at the sight.
“I stand corrected.”
“Don’t look at him like that.”
“Like what?” I asked, sucking in my bottom lip.
“Like you want to devour him.”
Without saying a word, I crawled across the bed and pulled him close by his ass. I swallowed his cock, letting it hit the back of my throat.
“I guess I interpreted that look correctly.”
I laughed around his dick, taking him in even farther.
“This seems to be a common position, Trouble. New rebound rule, this is how we start our nights from now on,” Easton finished his sentence on a groan.
I sucked him hard, letting my cheeks hollow out.
“You’re so fucking beautiful with my cock in your mouth. I could barely concentrate today, thinking of this sight."
He grasped the back of my head and fucked my mouth for three more strokes before pulling all the way out.
“I need you,” he said before I could protest.
“One of these days you’re going to let me swallow your come.”
“Fuck,” he growled, flipping me over where I was on top of him.
“This is new.” I stared down at his muscular chest with admiration.
“Make those tits bounce,” he ordered, and I complied.
After four earth-shattering orgasms, I collapsed on top of Easton’s chest as his thrusts became more frantic.
“I’m going to come,” he told me before flipping me over and tapping the tip of his cock to my bottom lip. I opened up and wrapped my mouth around him, tasting my wetness on him. Easton pumped into my lips with shuddering strokes, before releasing his hot streams of come down my throat.
He fell to my side, pulling me against him, both of us panting. We were quiet as we came down.
I recovered first, burying my face in his neck and breathing him in. I needed to be careful because his scent could be destructively addicting.
“How was your day, honey?”
“It was fabulous, darling. And how was yours?”
I laughed, wrapping my arm around his chest. “It was overwhelming. Ever since word got out that Faith and the JackholeS are going to be at Aurora’s launch party, we’ve been inundated with marketing requests.”
“Would you like me to help you weed some of them out?”
I leaned up on my elbow so I could look him in the eye. My bottom lip was firmly trapped between my teeth while I studied him.
“Would you?” I asked between my teeth, not wanting to relinquish my lip too soon.
“Trouble, I wouldn’t have asked if I wasn’t sure.”
I rolled my eyes but jumped out of bed to grab my laptop. When I came back, Easton was propped against my headboard. He looked like he was sculpted in the definition of sin.
I handed him my computer and snuggled in next to him. For the next three hours, Easton helped me figure out who was genuine and who was just using us for clout. While we ate our salads and went through my workload together, he was ridiculously insightful.
I yawned, having a hard time keeping my eyes open.
“All right, I’ll stop. Sorry, I get carried away sometimes when I get into work.”
“No, I appreciate it. I actually learned a lot. Thank you.” I yawned again, slumping on my pillow.
Easton yawned and set my computer on my nightstand. As tired as I was, I held my breath. On some asinine level I wanted to ask him to stay the night, but I knew that would be encroaching on our rebound status.
“Would it be okay if I crashed here for a couple hours? I go to the gym at five, and I have my gym bag in the car. If I stay here, I can get a little bit more sleep.”
My heart did a weird flip thing that I stamped down immediately. “Sure, I wouldn’t want my sex rebound to lose muscle. I need you to have stamina for what I have planned for you.”
The words felt stupid and clunky in my mouth. Easton paused before chuckling.
“Yes, got to keep my sex god status alive.”
We were both quiet as we lay in bed, not touching. After a couple minutes of me staring at the ceiling, Easton huffed and pulled me to him, letting me be the little spoon. His heat encased me, and I was lulled into sleep before I could tell my heart and brain this wasn’t what they thought it was.